Zania groaned as he rocked his hips, enjoying the pressure and eager for more. She knew she’d be exhausted when they were done, but that was fine. This was exactly how she’d been hoping the night would end, a better dessert than anything she could make in the kitchen. She smiled as she kissed him back and tasted herself on his lips, a reminder that maybe next time she’d return the favor, but for now they had better things to do that they could do together. “I got some too,” she laughed softly. “Mine are probably closer.” She didn’t always keep them in her bedside drawer, but that seemed like the best place for when she was hoping to get laid. She liked the idea of skipping the condom, but that seemed like a big jump considering it was their first time together. They could get to that later. She wasn’t in the mood for a serious discussion and she doubted he was either.
Gabriel did still want some of that pie, but he wanted some of Zania first. More of Zania, really, since he’d already been indulging happily. “I mean, mine’re just on the floor,” he murmured with a faint chuckle. “But aight, where you keepin’ the goods?” Once Zan had told him, Gabriel pulled away enough to reach off the side of the bed and pull open the nightstand drawer. He rummaged around until he found what he was looking for, then pushed himself up onto his knees. Watching Zania with a little smile on his face, Gabriel hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and slid them down his hips and thighs. He got them all the way off with a bit of squirming, then tore one of the condom wrappers open and cocked a cheeky brow at Zania. “You wanna do the honors?”
Zania’s eyes swept up and down his body as he ditched his boxers, unabashedly admiring his form. The man was gorgeous, his thick cock weeping slightly as it stood proudly between his legs, and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. She grinned at his offer and shifted onto her knees, mirroring him as she took the condom from him. “I was hoping you might offer,” she smirked, giving him a few slow strokes before rolling the condom on. Sometime she’d like the chance to become intimately familiar with his dick, to stroke him or suck him to completion, but not tonight. Once he was all wrapped up, she kissed him deeply and pressed her body to his. She thought about guiding him onto his back so she could ride him, but he’d already made her feel so fucking good that he could have her any way he wanted. She doubted she’d have any reason to complain no matter what he chose.
A low hum worked its way out of Gabriel when Zania wrapped her fingers around him to stroke a bit before the latex went on. He wasn’t the biggest fan of condoms, like most dick-having people, but he thought maybe it would come in handy tonight, let him draw things out longer than otherwise. Because Zan’s body against his felt like absolute heaven, and he knew being inside of her would just make everything feel even better. He ran his hands down the curve of her back and ass and hips, kissing her indulgently, his cock flexing a bit between their bodies. He broke the kiss after a moment, both hands squeezing Zania’s ass, and he gave another deep hum as he licked his lips. “You like bein’ on top?” he murmured. “I wanna be able to touch you ...” Gabriel also enjoyed the ability to just kick back and relax, and it was his birthday and he’d already gotten her off once, so hopefully Zan didn’t mind climbing into the saddle, so to speak.